Thriller Farmhouse

[Boobsucker1994]

"What?"

"Come with me."

We went out the backdoor of the house and found a few 4ft x 4ft thick metal sheets. We dragged two of these sheets and kept them near the hole we had dug earlier. It was completely dark now.

While going back into the house mom stopped near a few cactii and carefully cut two thick, long branches from one cactus plant and carried them in.

I started to get an idea about what exactly she had in mind for Chandra but didn't really believe my sweet mother to be capable of any cruelty. We went back into the house. Mom took a few knives, forks, matches, tongs, pliers and a nut-cracker from the kitchen and carried them into the bedroom where Chandra was suspended from the roof, still unconscious. Leaving all that stuff in the room, she came out and said, "We need to discuss about a few things."

So we sat in the drawing room to talk.

"You probably don't know this but your father calls up every night around midnight."

I didn't have the guts to tell her that I knew it, that I had seen everything that had happened the past few days. So I kept quiet.

She continued, "When he calls tonight, I'll tell him to come here immediately. We'll deal with this together."

"How much will you tell him?"

She hesitated and thought quietly for about a minute and then said, "We can't tell him everything. We'll just say that Chandra... attacked me once and when he was going to do it again, you jabbed him with the injection and we overpowered him."

"Sounds good." I said. It would just hurt dad to know the whole sordid saga.

After supper we went back to the room.

"Can you wake him up?" mom asked.

"I'll try."

It took a few mugs of water from the bathroom, hard slaps and punches to finally wake him up.

Mom was oiling her palms. I looked at her questioningly. She gave me a cold smile, "I'm going to give him the last erection he'll ever have... " Looking at Chandra she said, "Hey baby, time for me to fulfill my fantasies, fantasies I got when you were hurting me."

"What's going on?" he asked, confused.

Mom said to me, "You wanted to look at the paperwork in detail?" in the same tone that she used when I was a kid to tell me to go out and play when she wanted to be left alone.